I don't know why,
I'm still fighting.
I don't know where,
I'm trying to go.
But you and I,
Will make it on our own.
You and I,
Will make it all alone.
It's times like these,
That make us better off.
It's things like this,
That make us get along.
Our place on Earth,
Is up to us to decide,
Our thoughts and works,
Remain after we die.
You and I,
Will make it on our own.
You and I,
Will make it all alone.
But you and I,
Will make it on our own.
You and I,
Will make it all alone.